Getting Ready

Apologies in advance if I am self indulgent and rambling with this path. I am enjoying the interplay so far and I am just letting the characters pull me along on this one.

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Leaving the picnic for Ciara to clean up I hurry downstairs to get dressed and freshen up just as I would for any date with a girl. While I had left the offer rather vague my intentions were crystal clear in my mind. I was out to woo my sister. I wanted to show her a good time and then, if I was lucky, have my way with her. God that was weird to think about. But something had certainly shifted between us. Her flash of maturity let me see her in a new light. And knowing every day was precious with her there was no point wasting another moment. Without a doubt I could have had her up in the attic, she was **** to be with me, but I knew she also craved a bit of the chase. Some flirting, some romance, some laughter, the normal stuff that I as a human took for granted. Tonight at least I would try to be the man of Trixie’s dreams.

And I had to admit I still needed a little coaxing to get there with her. My old attitudes weren’t conquered quite yet but they were coming around.

Trix would love me no matter what I looked like but for the first time in my life I really wanted to impress her in the way a young man does for a girl he’s after. I shower and shave as quick as I could and make sure I am smelling my best. I opt for slim fitting jeans with a nice snug collared blue shirt and suede trainers. Casual enough to hang out but nice enough for her to know I had dressed up special for her. As I look myself over in the mirror I nod my approval. I had to admit I was looking good.

After this I walk into Lucian’s room to see him hard at work on his computer. Despite not being allowed in the house Sloopy was curled up beside him on the floor snoozing peacefully. “Just a second.” He says as he finishes a paragraph. His slender fingers fly across the keyboard as he writes what was surely the most brilliant paper the teacher would ever see. If Trixie had a quarter the academic prowess of her little brother school would have been a breeze, of course I could say the same thing myself. Lucian’s pretty face lights up as he looks over and sees me. He turns his chair and gets to his feet. As natural as the sunrise we slip into each other’s arms and kiss like lovers. I am struck with just how quickly this had become second nature.

“Hey sweetie.” I say.

“Woah! Hey bro.” He runs his hands over my fine shirt very much liking what he was seeing. “Look at you, you sexy beast!”

“How’s the essay coming along?” I ask as I play with his collar with the tip of my finger.

“Fine.” He says with a shrug. “It’s not difficult just time consuming.”

“Hey, two things.”

“What’s up?”

“First, I need my room to myself tonight.”

“Aw, Jacob.” He whines. “I promise I won’t wake you when I come in.”

“I’m going on a date tonight and I’m not sure what’s going to happen.”

“Oh!” His eyes widen and he smiles. “That’s my man! Is it that girl from the greenhouse? She was checking you out.”

“It’s Trix.”

“Oh.” His devilish grin melts into a kindly one. “That is so sweet. It’s about time.” He runs his hands down my shoulders and squeezes them, genuinely happy at the news. He studies me for a time. “You’re conflicted.”

“It’s different with Trix.”

“You two have always been so close. She’ll understand if you can’t.”

“I know.” As I think about Trix I concentrate not on my little sister but on the lovely young lady who had opened up and spoke so honestly to me in the attic.

“I felt that.”

“Felt what?”

“You getting horny thinking about her.” He grins knowingly. “You two will be fine. You are such a deviant.”

“Shut up.” I say with a laugh. “It’s not fair you can read me like that.”

“Dad’s going to blow a gasket you know.” He says, clearly loving the idea. “I love you so much. Are you sure you two don’t want company?”

“Not yet babe. Tonight I am all hers. Besides, I know you’re busy.” I kiss him again. “The second thing…er, do you have any cash I could borrow? I am kinda tapped.”

He chuckles. “No, but I have money you can have. I’m your boy Jacob, what’s mine is yours. How much do you need?”

“I don’t know, 200?”

“No problem.” He pulls away and goes to his dresser, inside there is a small safe which he enters a code into. Returning with six 50’s in his hand he slips them into my pocket. “Show her a good time brother.”

“I’ll try.” I say. “Thanks again. Hey, you two have played around a bit. What does she…ya know, like? Sexually I mean.”

“Well, I can’t read slimes like I can humans, but I know lust.” He says. “First and foremost she is a voyeur. She really enjoys seeing and hearing other people’s pleasure so don’t be all quiet and stoic like you sometimes are. Just let it out, express yourself, show her how good you feel. Sometimes when we mess around she’ll just watch and listen and it’s enough for her to get off. Ummm, what else? I already told you one part of her body is pretty much the same as another, regardless of her form. When you do get intimate lots of touching, the more you can touch the better. She loves to cuddle but you already know that. Uhh.” He thinks. “Let her change shapes for you. Let her be playful. Let her be cute. She loves being a girl so let her be girly, if you know what I mean. Technically she has no sex so what you see is all Beatrix’s doing.”

“I never really thought about that.”

“And you know how sensitive she is, yeah?”

“Yeah. I learned that the hard way. I gotta be gentle with her.”

“Right. You can be a little rough as long as she's ready for it, but no hitting or slapping or impact play. Besides, a little goes a long way with Trixie. She cums easy and she cums in two ways, little quick ones or really long ones. She'll probably squirt. You have to be extra gentle when she’s cumming. She might lose her shape with the big ones, it’s natural. Make her feel beautiful though, no matter what she looks like. She is quite self conscious about it.” He pats my chest. “She’s crazy about you bro, don’t worry. Whatever you do she’ll love it.”

“Thanks. I should get going.”

“Go on stud, go grow your harem.”

“I’m not collecting a harem!” I laugh.

“Really? Ves, me, now Trixie. You sure about that?”

I pinch his tit. “Behave.”

“Never.”

We kiss one last time. “See you tomorrow.”

“Have a good tiiime.” He says in a sing-song voice.

I step out into the hallway and straighten my clothes. I stand there looking at her bedroom door just down the hall. I couldn’t believe it but I was feeling the usual pre-date flutters in my belly. As I approach her door I realize I was showing up empty handed. I consider running out to the garden to grab her some flowers but I had already left her waiting so long that she must be starting to wonder if I’d gotten cold feet. I settle my nerves, take a deep breath and wet my dry mouth, then knock on my date’s door.